Hi Ladies, So sorry I haven't had a chance to catch up properly. (I seem to be saying that a lot lately)
Hi to Eva, great to have a new face in the group so to speak. My ds is Dylan, he is 17mo, born 30th oct. He is utterly adorable. He is and always has been a nightmare to feed and get milk into, hence he is on hogh calorie milk and weighs just under 9kg at the mo. Apart from that he is healthy, happy and very cheeky! He started walking at aroung 15mo snf is all over the place now. He is saying more words by the day, latest additions include 'pencil' and 'there's the baba' awww.
Well, Dylan and I have a virus . He has had a temp and been off his food. I am hot, achey and have a sore throat, we both feel a little better today though. Gonna go for an easter picnic with pils etc [bsmlie]
I'm afraid I had a horrendous day yesterday which has put the nail in the coffin of mine and my parents relationship for good .
You all know how I was trying to have contact with them but also keep myself 'safe' and so didn't want them to have my address. I had not spoken to them since they upset me on mothers day then I got those awful messages last week. I have been thinking about it over the last week and wondering what to do about it all. I was going to either send them an email or speak to them if they called again...
Anyway, I had a nap yesterday morning as i'd been up half the night feeling ill, was just sat with dh eating a late lunch (2.30pm) in my dressing gown. He had just come back from taking Dylan out for a walk to my pils and Dylan had had a little bit of dinner. He had his milk then fell alseep exhausted as he was ill and has also had a sleepless night. Dh had taken him and put him in his cot for an afternoon nap.
So that was just to set the scene...
There was a knock at the door. I jokingly said 'hope that's not my mum and dad' (knowing it couldn't be as I haven't given them my address). Dh looked out the lounge window but couldn't see who it was as they were stood to the side. He thought it might be a jehovas witness(sp?) so opened the door. It was my mum . She handed him a bag with Dylans easter egg in (just an excuse to turn up here) and dh took the bag before he even had chance to register it was my mum(he thought he was being handed a leaflet!). He realised and said 'what are you doing here?We told you we don't want you here?Why have you turned up at our house? Please leave our property. He then tried to shut the door but she suddenly jammed her foot in it , anyway he gave the door an extra shove as if he meant business and she moved her foot. Shr then began screaming insults through the letter box at the top if her voice calling my dh a 'control freak' takes one to know one! At this dh opened the door and asked her to be quiet as Dylan was in bed ill and had been up all night her response was 'so have I' then she carried on shouting. Dh got the bag with eater stuff in and threw it over our wall in to the road, he told her we don't want her stuff and to leave our property at once. My dad was just sat in their car shouting 'you're a control freak' . She then started shouting 'oh look at that, a childs eater present in the street' 'you've stolen my daughter away''you're controlling etc etc'. At this I opened the door and told her again 'please be quiet, Dylan Is ILL and ALSLEEP', she just ignored me and carried on. We shut the door and she came back towards the door and hung the bag with the easter stuff on the handle then started screaming through the letter box again, dh pushed the letter box shut and she pulled her fingers away, he opened the door and chucked the bag in to the road again. We both told her to go away and that we would call the police if she didn't leave, she was then shouting things such as 'i'm not surprised you're hiding inside' what the hell is that supposed to mean? I'm not surprised either when I've been stalked and am now bwing harassed. She returned to screaming through the letter box so dh called his parents and said Amy's parents are here(mil could hear my mum screaming through the letter box like a banshee at the other end of the phone) can you come down or call the police. So they called the police. At this my mum jumped in the car (not wanting to be caught in the act) and they sped off.
The police arrived and took a statement, they said they would be happy to help if I want to get a restraining order and they could also het the police down there to pay a house call if I want. I'm going to get a restraining order, this has gone too far now. She doesn't even care enough about Dylan to not wake him when he's ill .
Surprisingly, by some miracle, he only stirred a bit but didn't wake. He must have been in a deep sleep thank god!
So about all this, my home was the one place I felt safe
So sorry for the me me me post.